He entered a wealthy family by mistake

Byrne closed the curtains and walked to the sofa. He sat down and lit a cigarette. He leaned against the sofa and looked up at the ceiling while slowly exhaling smoke.

Byrne has been thinking about whether he would have been depressed if he had not gone to see Shen Hui at that time.

The answer is yes, it may even be more serious than depression, and you may be overwhelmed by guilt.

It was Shen Jue's trust that made him feel that his persistence was correct and that what he did was the right thing to do.

He is not a saint and has no great ideal of saving the common people. He just wants to let the people he likes live well.

Byrne sat there for an hour, sitting alone in a room with no lights on, smoking one cigarette after another.

Da Siyu was on the bed. He turned over and scratched his wound and woke up from the pain.

When he woke up, he smelled the smell of smoke in the room. Although the smell was not very strong, he still smelled it.

Da Siyu knew it was Byrne, so he struggled to sit up and look for Byrne. Then he saw a small red dot on the sofa five or six meters away from him. At a glance, he knew it was the cigarette in Byrne's hand.

Hearing the movement on the big bed, Byrne, who was leaning on the sofa and blowing smoke toward the ceiling, looked up.

The room with the curtains drawn was too dark, so Byrne didn't know that Da Siyu had woken up and was sitting on the bedside, thinking it was just Da Siyu turning over.

However, Koda Siyu knew that Bai En was looking at him, because Bai En would definitely look at him whenever there was any movement.

"Why don't you turn on the light?"

Da Siyu took the initiative to speak.

Byrne leaned back on the sofa and continued to blow smoke toward the ceiling. Only then did he know that Da Siyu was awake.

He hurriedly blew out the last puff of cigarette, put it out in the ashtray, and immediately stood up and walked to the big bed. But halfway through, he walked back to the window and opened the curtains to disperse the smell of cigarette smoke in the room.

He originally wanted to finish a cigarette and leave, but just as he was thinking about how to find evidence of the king's crime, he temporarily lost track of time. When Da Siyu called him, he realized that he had smoked almost half a pack while sitting here. Smoke, now the whole room smells like smoke.

"I was just thinking about something, I didn't intend to smoke so much."

After closing the curtains for ventilation, Byrne walked to the big bed, sat down on the edge of the bed and reached out to touch Da Siyu's forehead.

He thought Da Siyu woke up because he was uncomfortable, but he was fine.

"Thirsty?"

Bai En took his hand away from Da Siyu's forehead and asked.

Tatsumi Mikamoto wanted to say no, but he was indeed thirsty, so he nodded.

"wait for me."

Byrne stood up and walked to the coffee table, poured a glass of water for Da Siyu, then walked back to the bed, sat back on the bed again and handed the water to Da Siyu.

Da Siyu took the water and drank it carefully. If he was injured now, if he choked, he would be coughed to death.

Byrne felt uneasy and touched Da Siyu's forehead again. After repeatedly confirming that Da Siyu didn't have a fever, he felt relieved.

Da Siyu looked at Byrne with worry on his face quietly. Now that the curtains were open and the moonlight filtered into the room, he could clearly see Byrne's expression.

"uncomfortable?"

Byrne reached out and rubbed Da Siyu's head and asked softly.

Da Siyu shook his head and handed the empty cup to Byrne.

Byrne took the empty cup and put it on the bedside table aside. He pulled open Da Siyu's nightgown and checked Da Siyu's straps, because he guessed that Da Siyu would wake up suddenly because he pulled the wound when he turned over and woke up from the pain.

Da Siyu himself looked down at the wound, but fortunately there was no bleeding.

"You like to turn over when you sleep."

Byrne said, closing Da Si's royal nightgown and pulling it up carefully for him.

"This is not something I can control." Da Siyu muttered.

Byrne laughed inexplicably, because Da Siyu's words sounded like he was losing his temper.

"Our lord, the Duke, is angry? Were you wronged by me?"

Byrne touched Da Siyu's head again, and the curve of his mouth could no longer be suppressed.

How could Da Siyu not see the smile on Byrne's face, and patted Byrne's big hand, "Am I Xiaomiao?"

Byrne was amused again, "Of course you are not Xiaomiao, he is my son and you are my wife."

Hearing Bai En call his wife Da Siyu again, his face became speechless. The frown and displeasure before had disappeared. I guess he had become numb after Bai En talked too much! Anyway, Byrne was just talking, and he wouldn't listen to what he said.

"It's raining red, and the Duke doesn't scold me anymore?"

Da Siyu was so calm, which puzzled Byrne. He raised his eyebrows and looked at Da Siyu and asked with a smile.

Da Siyu, who was leaning on the head of the bed, glanced at Byrne with a look on his face: Will you listen if I tell you? "

Byrne understood, and the corners of his mouth curled up again, "Indeed not."

"Then why should I waste my breath?"

Da Siyu glanced sideways at Bai En who was sitting beside the bed.

Byrne chuckled after hearing this, took Da Siyu's hand and rubbed the back of Da Siyu's hand, then looked at Da Siyu and said, "How can you waste your time? I will do whatever you say. I always listen to my wife. "

This completely dug a hole for Da Siyu. If Da Siyu really preached, it would mean that he was Bain's wife by default.

Da Siyu is not stupid, how could he not hear that this is a trap.

"Why does your lord the Duke stop talking and preaching?"

Byrne continued to play Da Si Yu's routine with a smile, rubbing the back of Da Si Yu's hand all the time.

In fact, he knew that Da Siyu wouldn't fall for the trick, he just thought it was fun to tease Da Siyu like this.

How could Da Siyu not see it? He didn't answer the call. He glanced at Byrne, who was still in casual clothes, and then asked, "Why haven't you taken a shower so late?"

"Duke, do you mean to invite me to stay overnight?" Byrne raised his eyebrows instantly.

"If you don't want to talk to me, just say so."

Da Siyu became a little angry and frowned.

"Why don't you want to talk to you? Don't be angry. It's not like you don't know that I'm being mean."

Byrne quickly apologized. Da Siyu was really angry and he couldn't coax him.

Da Siyu is indeed very angry, Bai En is always not serious.

"Don't be angry, I'll just tell you."

Byrne coaxed Da Siyu softly, with apologetic eyes.

When Da Siyu saw Bai En's expression, his open mouth closed and he swallowed the words in his throat.

He didn't want to get angry, it was Byrne who always made him angry.

"If you're angry enough, just hit me. Don't get too angry."

Byrne continued to lower his voice to coax, and reached out to touch Da Siyu's face, stroking it gently with his fingertips.

Da Siyu didn't slap Bai En's hand away, but he slowly began to get used to Bai En's touch.

Byrne would be lying if he said he was unhappy. Normally, he would warn him if he touched Tatsumi like this.

Does this mean he doesn't hate me?

Byrne and Da Siyu looked at each other, looking into Da Siyu's eyes, as if he wanted to ask for an answer, but he did not dare to speak and tried his best to restrain his emotions.

But how could he restrain himself? Da Siyu sat in front of him alive and allowed himself to touch him.

Byrne's breathing became a little hotter, his eyes looking at Da Siyu were filled with longing, and the big hand touching Da Siyu's face was very hot.